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Archive name: elle.txt (FF, mc, celeb)
Authors name: Anynom (Anon-address)
Story title : Elle MacPherson: Walkway Layaway

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Elle MacPherson: Walkway Layaway (FF, mc, celeb)
Anynom (Anon-address)

***

Thanks to my friend Mesmer Eyes for suggesting this 
idea, even if I switched the celeb he suggested I use it 
on. Enjoy.

***

It was surprising for Elle MacPherson just how easy it 
was for her to fall back into the modeling gig. She was 
by no means a stranger to it, having built an expansive 
fortune through modeling that she transferred into a 
film career. She'd appeared in everything from "Vogue" 
to "Playboy" and her face (not to mention her body) were 
famous the world over. Still, it had been a while since 
she had actually done a real show but when the 
opportunity came, she decided to go for it.

Exposure was a big part in Elle's decision to take on an 
emcee role for this fashion show. Aside from the need to 
show she could do more than just flaunt her own body, 
she also used the show to promote her upcoming Showtime 
movie "A Girl Thing." 

Elle was a little nervous about the film. Not about the 
nudity, she'd never shied from that in print or film. 
No, she was nervous over the fact she was playing a 
lesbian in the movie, complete with a sex scene. She 
knew that a lot of men would watch the movie just for 
that alone and it made her a little nervous that she'd 
be pushed into similar roles in the future. Not that she 
had anything against lesbians, it just wasn't her thing, 
really.

That was something of an odd attitude considering that 
during her years on the modeling circuit, Elle had seen 
hundreds of naked women and was aware of some secret 
affairs that media had never even suspected among such 
models. But, it just hadn't been for her. Still, the 
movie was a big enough move that Elle took special 
chances to promote it and acting as master of ceremonies 
for this modeling show was pretty good.

It hadn't been a rough job so far. Basically, Elle just 
appeared in between displays and announced the next 
designer. Some of the displays took minutes but there 
was one near the end that would last nearly half an 
hour, which Elle took as a lovely break.

Elle quickly found that being an emcee was much more 
difficult than just the modeling. She was required to 
slip into different outfits every time she appeared on 
stage, to enhance the show and she was a bit nervous 
speaking publicly, even if it was to announce the 
designers and models. Plus, she had to be directed via 
an earpiece and talked back through a small throat mike 
to Jamie, one of the technicians who helped get Elle 
into place. It was a harder job than one might think but 
Elle was doing pretty well so far.

It was almost time for the longest display of the show, 
which would chew up over half an hour of time. Elle 
stepped out on stage to introduce the segment. She was 
wearing a golden sequined dress that showed off a nice 
slit up her shapely leg with a dip in the cleavage. Her 
long brown hair flowed around in a stylish cut that 
added to the beauty of her face as she made the 
introductions. She stepped aside as the intro finished 
and the stage darkened, techno music starting to play. 
"This it?" she said softly, her accented voice coming 
through the private line to Jamie.

"Pretty much," Jamie said. "Just a little show here and 
then it's the big finale. But for now you can relax."

"Thanks," Elle said, moving against the wall, sighing as 
the audience finally took their eyes off of her. "God, 
this is more tiring than I thought, you know?"

"Well, I've got just the thing for that," Jamie said. 
"Have a listen." Suddenly, a burst of music filled 
Elle's earpiece. Elle was pleasantly surprised by it. 
"What the hell?"

"A little something I fixed up in my spare time," Jamie 
said. "Just a little mood music is all. Just sit back 
and relax, Elle. Trust me, you're going to love it." 
Seeing as how she had little to do before this segment 
ended, Elle decided to go with it and listened to the 
music. It was really quite nice, a soft melody of 
violins and electric keyboards, new age yet enticing to 
listen to.

Elle kept listening, allowing the music to float through 
her mind as she looked about, watching the models make 
their movements up and down the catwalk. Her attention 
was caught by the flashing lights, the synchronized 
movements flying into her eyes, flashing across her face 
in soothing patterns. Elle stood there for several 
moments, letting the music and the lights soothe her, 
her mind slowly feeling more and more relaxed, so 
relaxed that Elle was soon unaware of just how she was 
feeling more than relaxed. Her mind actually felt numb.

"Can you hear me, Elle?" Jamie said softly in the 
earpiece.

"Yeah...." Elle said. All eyes were on the show or the 
chaos backstage so no one saw the
glassy look in Elle's eyes or the blankness of her 
expression as she spoke.

"How are you feeling, Elle?"

"Relaxed.... good...."

"Yes, Elle, you're feeling very good, Elle, very good. 
SO very good, Elle. You'll do anything to feel this 
good, won't you, Elle?"

"Yeah.... anything...."

"Elle, I want you to come to the technical room where we 
first talked. Come here now. Try not to be noticed as 
you do."

Obediently, Elle turned and began walking towards the 
small technical center backstage. She soon found the 
room she was looking for, impressive considering that 
her mind was filled only with the relaxing music and she 
was going on automatic pilot.

She opened the door and stepped inside, the room's sole 
occupant looking at her with awe. She was a small woman 
who was relatively attractive, not model material but 
still nice with short black hair and an engaging smile. 
"Jesus, it worked," Jamie sighed as she stared at Elle, 
who just stared blankly at the wall.

"Elle, will you do anything to feel this good?" Jamie 
asked again.

"Yes."

"Will you do anything I tell you to if it makes you feel 
this good?"

"Yes.... yes I will."

"Then take off your clothes, Elle. All of them."

As she undressed herself, Jamie watched Elle reach up 
and loosen the straps on her dress, letting it fall to a 
pool at her feet. Jamie felt her jaw drop as she stared 
at Elle's gorgeous body, the large breasts ripe for 
touching. She watched Elle push her panties away, 
exposing her glorious bush and standing naked before 
Jamie. Jamie was naked herself, her pert breasts and 
cute little ass maybe not in the same league as Elle but 
still not bad. Jamie stared at the entranced model, 
amazed that her specially designed tape had worked so 
well. 

Jamie slowly moved forward, her hands drifting to Elle's 
body and squeezing her ass tight. Elle stiffened and 
then relaxed, a slight sigh escaping from her lips as 
Jamie brought her in, standing on her to give her a kiss 
she'd long wanted to, her tongue brushing against Elle's 
lips and surprised when the model answered back, hidden 
passions from her lesbian scenes suddenly coming loose 
upon Jamie, the model pulling the technician to her as 
their kiss continued. J

Jamie slowly pulled Elle down onto the floor, lying on 
her back as she pushed Elle down onto her back. Jamie 
let one hand drag down towards Elle's clit as she began 
to lick at the model's sizable breasts, kneading one in 
her hand as she went at the slightly older woman.

Two fingers entered Elle's pussy, causing Elle to 
shudder as Jamie began to work herself into her, her 
digits sliding in and out of the supermodel's womanhood, 
attacking her breasts with her mouth as she continued to 
rub with vigor, desires giving her speed, her fingers 
pushing in and out of Elle's pussy. Jamie licked at 
Elle's tits as she did, her tongue moving along the 
erect nipples, nearly biting on one when Elle suddenly 
came onto her hand, staining her fingers with cum.

Jamie moved up and onto Elle's face, her pussy right 
over the other woman's mouth. "Lick me, Elle. Lick me 
and feel good, and make me feel good too."

Elle immediately went at her, her tongue raking along 
Jamie's pussy, past the black hair and into her lips. 
Jamie moaned, setting her ass back slightly onto Elle's 
rack as the model at her out, Elle's hands reaching 
behind to Jamie's ass, rubbing the cheeks as she licked. 

Jamie groaned again as she felt at her own breasts, 
pinching the nipples as she clamped her thighs around 
Elle's head, working her pussy into Elle's face, letting 
the model get at all of her pussy. Jamie pushed her own 
breasts together, moaning over and over as Elle's tongue 
continued to plunge into her clit, finally hitting just 
the right spot to send Jamie over the edge and onto 
Elle's face.

As she came down from her orgasm, Jamie suddenly heard a 
voice in her ear. "Jamie, where's Elle? She needs to be 
on stage in two."

"Shit," Jamie whispered, then looked down, hoping Elle 
didn't take that as a command. Thankful that the model 
was still lying down, coming off an orgasm of her own, 
Jamie spoke into her headpiece lying on the table 
nearby. "She'll be right out, don't worry."

Pushing herself off the mesmerized model, Jamie quickly 
grabbed a towel and wiped Elle's face and pussy off and 
had her stand up. "Forget all this, Elle," Jamie said. 
"Forget all this and redress and go back out there with 
no memory. Except one......" Jamie was in such a rush to 
get her commands out that she failed to notice one 
important thing about Elle until after she had left.

"Elle MacPherson did a fair job emceeing the gala. 
However, it appeared that her trip to the bathroom 
before the finale was more eventful than she let on, 
judging by how her dress was inside out when she 
returned. Ironically, the dress has gotten better 
reviews that way than when Elle first appeared in it."

As she walked through the hallways of the hotel, reading 
the paper's review of the show, Jamie had to 
congratulate herself on a successful test of her new 
program, one that she couldn't wait to try out again. 
She knocked on a certain door and waited for a surprised 
Elle to open the door. "Jamie, what's--"

"The music remembers, Elle," Jamie said and watched as 
the model's face went blank. Moving inside, Jamie put 
the reviews aside and decided that now was the time that 
Elle gave her a model performance. 

END

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